"Been married 28 years. I don't know what he really looks like to others. He is a part of me. That's like saying - do you find your hand attractive!!! He is gray, balding, carrying a tummy. The skin has lost its soft tones and settled into wrinkles here and there. The jokes are old, but comforting. His arms are still strong enough to take away all the pain of a trying day just by holding me. His smile can still light up my heart and he can still make me melt!!! When I look into his eyes, I can see his soul, his vulnerability, joy, sorrow!!! Maybe the years haven't been so good to our appearance. If they started to lift all the things on me that need lifting, it would probably reach the stars. But the years have been wonderful for us. We have shared joys and sorrows, new life and loss of family, known sickness and health, success and disappointments. Held each other up when the world seemed to want to knock us down. Does he still turn me on? In ways I never even imagined when I was young." 

Reposted from last year. Still meaningful.

We cultivate our own destiny when it comes to love. What types of people do we surround ourselves with? Do we create an environment that is hostile to our present lovers? To make them feel threatened? Or do we cultivate a sacred place where there is no judgement and no fear of harm where they and we can be free to be our most vulnerable selves?

Said goodbye to my dear friend Sam today. We met at Grand Central and had coffee for 2 hours....just shooting the breeze....and talking about NYC and it's ups and downs and the reasons that he felt he had to leave.

It was a sad day. I didn't cry when I saw him or even when we finally said goodbye. But when I boarded the Shuttle from Grand Central to Times Square, the tears started.

Sam was my best friend in NYC. I have never met a guy who had more integrity or honor than this guy. On top of all that....he was gorgeous and modelesque. Too bad we were in different places in our lives, or we probably would have dated. But....knowing him assures me that there are still good guys out there.

So now he travels to Denver, then to Brazil and then ultimately he will end up in San Fransisco. But in between there somewhere he and I will meet up in Goa, India...hopefully......